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Life without a Friend
Like an arrow through the heart it’s killing me,
From dawn ‘til dusk it hurts,
it’s always up to me
As to who knows it and destiny is that no one know,
the bitter touch of me and my life,
like a rusted machine it’s falling apart,
only to never reach heaven
the cold haze of reality covers the dream,
where once I knew love,
now loneliness rules,
and pain comes along,
the knife’s truth keeps tearing me
apart and into destruction.
if you have a spare moment, please visit the author’s deviantart page!
http://amerevengeance.deviantart.com
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May GOD Bless!!! Mark
wow, very deep. cold, raw, emotional. is it yours?
all poem’s I post on here aren’t mine. people have an original poem made by myself with the most important words missing and just put their own words into it.
most of them I think will stay anonym, but you can find the link to the writer’s deviant art page right under the poem!
aawww! so hard words – hmm.. very impressive. Coldness is upon me.